So. I've been at college for two weeks, going into the third as of today. It's been a rough couple of weeks, as anyone would expect, but some things just push it that much further.
Cla sses have been fine. The level of work required isn't that different at all from what was required of me before. Art and Architecture of Japan, FYS, Intro to Lit, Intro to Japanese, Japanese workshop, Intermediate Weight Training, Newspaper and Varsity Cross Country.
On the final day of orientation, my mother's farewell to me was "you're a horrible person, call every Sunday." Needless to say I haven't been on the best of terms with them since and am avoiding her as best I can. She's unappreciative, lacks an understanding of prioritizing and is the most controlling person I know. Last night, she bribed me to webcam with cats. I should have known better.
Cross Country has never been more challenging. I gained 20 pounds since last Track season and am horribly out of shape. My back went out the first week I was here, so I haven't been able to do everything I should be doing to get it off. Coach made me stay here for our first invitational because he didn't think I was fit to compete. He was probably right, but it was beyond frustrating. My arms are slowly coming back via weight training, but I've yet to lose the weight (or at least the physical appearance of it).
I've been doing well with my writing--got the only 100% in my FYS cla ss on the first essay, which is expected to average a 3.2 out of 4. I'm working on the next essay for that cla ss and I think it'll turn out well.
Not this weekend but the one before was Kumoricon in Portland. My roommate and I decided we'd spend Sunday and Monday at the con--without setting up lodging. It was one of the more adventuresome things we've done, and I must admit, we had a blast. I sang Michiyuki in the karaoke lounge and we met up with one of our friends from AX07 before we passed out on a couple of couches in the hotel. We were woken up at 3:30 and told we couldn't stay there. We told them we didn't have anywhere to go and they took us to the homeless con-goer's room. It was great.
Yes. Fun times in college. Freedom and intelligence and whatnot.
Cheers,
~AriSky
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petewrigley
(shivers at the thought of independence) Only 12 days till I move in. Kinda funny how everyone else has been updating their facebooks with college stuff 'cept me
Good on you for that hundred. I hear blogging it up occasionally is good practice for stuff like essays. I was gonna do some blogging myself tonight, but it's getting kinda late already. Gotta slowly get used to going to sleep at a more reasonable time again. I know it's college and all, but that doesn't mean I need any less sleep.